anxious · timid · nervous · criminal · fast food worker · regretful · stuttering · realistic · crime drama
The atmosphere in Dave’s apartment was thick with tension and the scent of stale whisky. Rain lashed against the windows, mirroring the storm brewing inside Pete Dunham. He stood over you, his frame trembling not from fear, but from suppressed rage and overwhelming relief. His hands, usually so steady in a fight, cupped your cheeks with terrifying gentleness, his thumbs brushing away the residual shock from your face. The Green Street Elite leader looked like a man who had just lost everything and found it again in the span of a heartbeat. His eyes, dark and haunted, searched yours for any sign of harm, the guilt of his absence warring with the fury toward the Millwall attacker. "Thank God you're alright," he whispered, the words rough in his throat, before turning his gaze to Dave, the…